I've always been what you might call an anti-hippie. Soggy (as opposed to crunchy) if you will. When I was in college, I had some friends who were hippies, but really we were only friends because it made me feel cooler. Secretly I would wonder who told them dreads and Birkenstocks were a good look, while I went back to my dorm to drive my car to Wal-Mart, where I purchased aeresol hairspray and voted Republican. I by no means consider myself crunchy now-the kid is fully vaccinated and got her fair share of formula, but since M was born I have done the following:
1. I've been told by several different people to squirt breastmilk in her eye when she got pinkeye. I would have done it, but I was so worried about the quantity of my breastmilk that I honestly didn't have the ounce to spare. How this remedy came to be I don't understand...who tried that for the first time???
2. I switched to cloth diapers. This switch, while done partly for cost-effectiveness, partly for environmental benefits, and mostly because cloth diapers are so damn cute, involves me swirling poopy diapers in a toilet bowl, spending Saturday nights stuffing inserts into pockets, and scrubbing diapers with a toothbrush and some Dawn. That's right.
3.I have begun conversations with the phrase "OH MY GOSH, guess what I found in Captain Destructo's diaper!" Don't know if this makes me a hippie or just weird.
4. Captain Destructo's first finger food was a brand called Happy Baby, and the food in question was called organic spinach puffs. Along those lines, I spent $4 yesterday on a product called "Organic Brown Rice Bars Coated in Vanilla Yogurt."
5. I spent a whole afternoon pureeing and freezing fruits and vegetables for her. And it was the greatest afternoon.
6. Today I googled "composting." Because I actually might start doing it. I also said this "Honey, can we get a clothesline for the backyard?" And meant it.
7. I only use cleaning products with "green" in the title and when they run out I use vinegar.
These are all clues that, during my C-section (which I loved...see, I'm not that crunchy) my OB took out the normal part of my brain. So if you smell patchouli and baby poop, look out for me.
In regards to number three-it WAS a sequin, so that is quite note worth in the "what comes out of a baby's bum" category.
ReplyDeleteOh my gosh! you have turned into Karen! Next thing you know Randy will have to eat your buckwheat pancakes!
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Um, number 1 is totally effective. Believe it. Works for ear infections, too. If Shannon weren't so dang squeamish, we'd know if it worked for adult eye infections...
ReplyDeleteyou can vote at walmart?
ReplyDeleteThat's so funny. Soggy-not crunchy. HA! I started cloth diapers for the same reason - cost effective and they're so darn cute!!! I had never heard of the pink eye/breastmilk thing...my son had pink eye a few weeks ago! I should have tried it! :)
ReplyDeleteI found your blog through The Activity Mom's recommendation. I'm enjoying your posts! I plan to stalk you (I mean follow you) from now on! :)
This is a great post! I completely relate! When people would use "crunchy" terminology, I would secretly mock them in my head. Now I'm starting a garden, cooking from scratch, and making my own cleaning products. What?!
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing! I enjoy reading your blog.
I think Number 1 was discovered when a mother had engorged breasts and an easily-distracted baby (and a baby with pink eye). I accidentally squirted my son in the eye, all over his face, all over the couch, all the time when he got to the distracted phase.
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